Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 158: My Principles Are a Little Rough

"Who do you think you are to negotiate terms with the sect leader?" The White Tiger Protector continued to rush out and jump in his face.

Of course, to be honest, an unknown person who came out of nowhere asked to teach the leader of the Xuanxin Sect the talisman method.

In fact, this seems a bit confusing to many people.

Don’t they, the Xuanxin Zhengzong, have any face?
Anyone can challenge the lord?

That is to say, there is no demonic aura on Qiu Chuji. No matter how domineering the Xuanxin Sect is, it is still the righteous path. It is not easy to be ruthless in front of everyone...

"Don't you dare?"

"Still unwilling?" There was nothing wrong with Qiu Chuji's tone, but the way he phrased his words was quite provocative.

Jin Guang sat on the horse, straightened his back, and took a deep breath. Although he still didn't speak, his mood had obviously changed.

"If you don't dare, forget it! I will just waste some more words to explain the truth to you." Qiu Chuji changed the subject, as if giving up.

"Okay! Then let me see how amazing your talisman is!" Jin Guang finally couldn't help but speak.

In life, one cannot avoid being involved in wine, sex, money and anger. Some people are involved in all of them. Jin Guang is a man with profound cultivation. He does not indulge in wine, sex and has no greed for money. But the word "anger" will never make him get over it.

If it wasn't for the vindictiveness, he really wouldn't have done such a stupid thing as facilitating the wedding of the seven-lifetime feuding couple, and then suddenly changing his mind, harming all the demons in the Demon Palace, and allowing the Seven Nights Demon Lord to become a demon again.

If Qiye had not had great love in his heart and finally chose to die with the devil, this world would have been occupied by the devil, and the golden light was at least 50% responsible.

Qiu Chuji reached into his sleeve and pulled out a yellow paper talisman. When he saw the color of the talisman, Jin Guang already revealed his disdain.

The talismans in this world borrow the power of heaven and earth, and the quality of the talisman is determined by the color of the talisman paper.

Ordinary talismans appear on yellow talisman paper, while high-level talismans appear purple.

The most advanced Xuanxin Secret Technique, when used, produces a blood talisman that is red in color.

For example, Zhuge Liuyun, in the early days, could only use the most basic yellow talisman... and it was the kind that did not emit any golden light. He was regarded as a disgrace to the Xuanxin sect and was unworthy of being Yan Chixia's apprentice.

Isn't it like showing off one's skills in front of an expert for Qiu Chuji to take out a mere yellow paper talisman to test the leader of Xuanxin Sect?

Qiu Chuji held the talisman paper between his fingers and held it upright in front of his chest, chanting: "The fragrance is so strong that it responds to the universe, and the fragrance is burning through the gates of heaven. The golden bird is running like a cloud arrow, and the jade rabbit is shining like a wheel. The southern star and the northern dipper are shining all over the sky, and the five-colored clouds are bustling. A holy temple is opened in the Purple Palace, and the peach blossom jade girl invites the gods. The incense is extended from a thousand miles away, and the flying clouds and horses are coming. I bow down to the three benefactors of this altar and all the holy Vajra deities."

"go with!"

The yellow talisman paper flew into the air, and immediately emitted a golden light.

The connection between Qiu Chuji and Lin Jiu through the borrowed talisman is still recognized by the mysterious world across the world.

At the same time, under the active urging of Qiu Chuji, the Yuxu Bell shook gently. The sound of the bell spread in all directions synchronously along with the talisman paper Qiu Chuji sent out and the spell he recited, passing through the stars and sky and flying to a higher dimension.

"As soon as we invite the great general Xuantian Zhenwu, the Five Emperors of the Five Directions will appear like clouds!"

Before he finished speaking, five-colored auspicious clouds hovered above the sky. In the auspicious clouds, there was a faint trace of a divine general wearing armor and holding a demon-slaying sword. He was followed by two generals, a tortoise and a snake. He stood in the clouds and bowed to Qiu Chuji from afar. In the five-colored clouds, there seemed to be a more majestic power and gaze, but no Dharma body was revealed.

Although the divine general was only a projection for a moment, his divine power was fully displayed. Not only the people of Xuanxin Sect felt the majesty of the divine power, but the demon army of Yinyue Dynasty was even more unbearable. Those with lower cultivation were trembling all over and almost turned into their original forms. High-level demons such as Qiye, Jing Wuyuan and the Four Sages of the Demon Palace also had grim expressions and were struggling to maintain their state. The Yixi sword on Qiye's waist kept jumping, as if giving a warning, but also as if he was afraid.

Qiu Chuji bowed to the clouds, then made a gesture with his fingers: "Second, please invite the Grand Marshal of the Three Altars and the Great Spiritual Officer stationed in the Heavenly Palace."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of Nezha, wearing lotus armor, holding a fire spear and stepping on a wind-fire wheel, appeared in the clouds. He glanced at the monsters and demons under his feet with disdain, curled his lips in disdain, then looked up in the direction of the Demon Star, eager to try, waiting for Qiu Chuji's order.

Inviting gods to come down to earth and display their divine power requires deduction of merits.

It's nothing to just show up. Considering Qiu Chuji's background, this amount of travel expenses is nothing.

But if these big guys really took action, even just a hint of it would be enough to empty Qiu Chuji's fortune.

The gods in heaven don't play the game of using up merits when they have them, and using up lifespans when they don't. For the gods in heaven, what use is the lifespans of mortals to them? When their merits are exhausted, they will naturally leave.

After Nezha showed up, the figure of Wang Lingguan also emerged in the air, but he seemed a little more illusory than Nezha and had no intelligence at all. He just came out to show his support for Nezha.

Qiu Chuji wanted to ask three more times, but Jin Guang was still standing firm under the majesty of the god. His lips trembled and he could not utter the word "submission". Then a voice came from the Forgetful Forest.

“Please stop your magical powers, fellow Taoist. We, the Xuanxin Sect, admit defeat.” A man walked out of the forest. He had a scruffy beard, was thin and short, and was dressed in tattered clothes. Who else could it be but Yan Chixia?
He was the former leader of the Xuanxin Sect and had a very high prestige. If Jin Guang had not taken the opportunity to make trouble and Yan Chixia himself had not been somewhat disheartened, there would not have been Jin Guang who had ascended to the throne and become the leader of the Xuanxin Sect.

Even so, Jin Guang has always lived under the shadow of Yan Chixia. Whenever he did something inappropriate, someone would compare him with Yan Chixia.

In the past, Jin Guang would definitely be angry and ridicule Yan Chixia for not being qualified to be the boss.

But at this moment, he had to accept it with a pinch of his nose.

What will happen if I don’t admit defeat?
They can't afford to offend any of the gods above their heads, and the reason they don't admit defeat is that they can't afford to lose face.

Now that Yan Chixia has lost face, he might as well pretend that he doesn't know!

Qiu Chuji quickly took out three incense sticks and chanted a spell to send off the gods. After he finished, he said to several figures in the air: "Disciple Qiu Chuji, now I am refining earth, fire, water and wind to open up a small world. If the ancestors have time, you may as well incarnate and come to my place as a guest! I will do my best to serve the ancestors." Qiu Chuji's invitation to the gods was not just a simple anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito, just for show.

In addition to verifying some ideas and trying out the advanced talismans in the zombie world to see if they can be effective in other worlds, I also really want to take this opportunity to try to get in touch with these gods in heaven.

If you can get a ticket to enter some high-level world through them, wouldn’t that be a big profit?
It doesn’t matter if it fails. A little merit can serve as travel expenses. Qiu Chuji can afford it!
Wang Lingguan's figure disappeared first.

General Xuantian Zhenwu nodded at Qiu Chuji, as if he agreed, but he did not say anything and disappeared as well.

Nezha's eyes were actually more lively, and his voice fell from the clouds: "I have a body, although it is regrettable, but I am lucky. You have something, which is very good, but it lacks the right timing. When you solve the problems of this world, the accumulation will be enough. After some time, someone will come to invite you, and then you will naturally understand."

Then he threw a gold brick in front of Qiu Chuji and said, "This is the deposit!"

As the words fell, Nezha's figure completely disappeared.

All eyes were focused on Qiu Chuji and the gold brick in front of him.

The legendary gods in heaven also have legends and myths circulating in this world. Zhuge Liuyun and Baifa Hongye once made a promise in Yue Lao Temple to be together for three lifetimes.

It’s just that the gods are so high and mysterious, and have never shown their true colors. Mortals don’t know whether they are true or not, so they believe in them blindly. On the contrary, those who practice cultivation, because they think they are superior and have more knowledge, never believe in the existence of gods.

But at this moment, the door to mythology was suddenly blasted open by Qiu Chuji in front of them, and the impact on their three views was enormous.

Those vague and extravagant hopes that were once listed alongside myths no longer seemed to be nothingness at this moment, but a real road to heaven that was revealed beneath our feet.

Qiu Chuji stretched out his hand to touch the gold brick, and the gold brick turned into a ray of light and flowed into Qiu Chuji's palm.

This gold brick is still just a projection, but it possesses some of the power of the real gold brick magic weapon in Nezha's hand.

Qiu Chuji only needs to activate it with his true Qi and it will appear and hit people on the back of the head.

Not only is it powerful and has the effect of suppressing everything, it also causes stun, making it almost impossible to defend or resist, and is a hard control.

With this thing in hand, Qiu Chuji will always be able to take the initiative when fighting with others in the future.

"You've admitted defeat...but why don't you retreat?" Qiu Chuji took the gold bricks and scolded Jin Guang and others.

Jin Guang trembled with his lips, wanting to say something, but he didn't have the nerve to speak. He turned his gaze to Yan Chixia, as if to say, "Brother! Say something!"

Yan Chixia also looked at Qiu Chuji, then looked up at the sky, and after a while he said, "Is it all... true?"

A golden brick appeared on Qiu Chuji's palm: "Let me give it to you, give it a try?"

Yan Chixia hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Qiu Chuji was not polite either. He used a little more of his true energy and waved his hand to attack.

The moment Qiu Chuji's palm moved, Yan Chixia drew his sword and chopped, while talisman light flowed on his body surface.

Snapped!
The defense is ineffective and the gold brick hits the target steadily.

Yan Chixia fell face down, lying on the ground in a very inelegant posture, with mud in his mouth.

About ten breaths later, he staggered to his feet, touched the back of his head, and looked at Qiu Chuji in confusion: "Is this all... true?"

He seemed to have lost his memory, and his thoughts went back to the time before Qiu Chuji hit him with a brick.

"Let me give it to you, try it?" A gold brick appeared in Qiu Chuji's hand again.

Yan Chixia hesitated again, feeling something was wrong, but couldn't put his finger on it, and then nodded.

The long sword in his hand made a beautiful sword flower.

Snapped!
The tough guy who just got up fell down again softly.

The face made an intimate contact with the ground.

Ten breaths later, Yan Chixia climbed up in confusion.

"Is it all... true?"

The demons and humans around were all gasping for air and looking at Qiu Chuji with fear in their eyes.

What the hell is this thing? If I keep being filmed by it like this, wouldn't that be stupid until the end of time?
"Try?"

Yan Chixia hesitated for a while and nodded silently.

Everyone...including the demons of the Yinyue Dynasty, looked at Qiu Chuji with deep awe.

"It turns out that you are the real devil!"

(End of this chapter)